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hypocriticaltypwriter · 2 years ago

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"𝐒𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬."

▂▃▅▇█▓▒░𝙸𝙽𝙵𝙾: 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙺𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚒 𝚒𝚜 𝟹-𝟺 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚕𝚍. 𝙽𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚢𝚎𝚝, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚁𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚗.

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚂𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚜𝚠𝚎��𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚍, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗! 𝙼𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚢, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚢. ^^░▒▓█▇▅▃▂

"S’cuse me!” A voice squeaked, a small body shimmying through the larger figures and adults all working around the rebellion base in the makings. A younger Karai barely misses a man almost losing his balance whilst trying to hold many metal pipes- again dodging a older woman carrying barrels, blocking her vision of the hurrying child.

She stopped to look around at the dugout base, people packing the dirt walls and holding lamps to see their progress, it was amazing history in the making. Holding her fuzzy companion stuffy close to herself, her eyes wandered around the busying humans and Yokai alike, looking for a certain Slider-Turtle.

“Woah- careful now!” A voice boomed above her, making her jump a bit and quickly scurry away, turning back to see a burly man carrying weapons on his shoulder, missing a few others who waved apologetically.

It was too crowded in her opinion- at least to crowded for the time being when she had things to do, they needed to get out of her way. She huffed a little bit, continuing her treacherous journey through the underground.

She finally made it out of the busying street of guests, hiding behind large wooden crates, peeking back out to the walking and running right in front of her.

She looked to see some of the tents that were working as new homes for people, as well as those who had families, seeing inside or outside the tents were mothers, fathers, parental figures alike, all with children running around and playing with one another- avoiding the thing Karai was stuck right in.

She stared at the families from afar, landing on one with a mother sitting on the ground, cradling something in her arms, a dark red cloth swaddled around what Karai only knew to be a baby. A few children chased after one another, one holding a wooden sword and the others laughing and squealing happily, running away from their big brother who chased after them.

Karai hugged the crate as she leaned in to look at them more, frowning. It seemed so… Happy, less lonely. She had always felt kinda left out when it came to being an only child in her family, seeing either the parents at these camps were a little unsure of having the daughter of one of the greatest Minds and Ninja’s of all time around their children.

And she was the youngest one besides Casey in the Leaders rebellion base- little to social interaction with kids their age other than themselves… And they got a little bored after a while.

Karai’s longing became confusion, watching the woman with the baby intently, seeing she began rocking a bit, shushing the child that was probably crying- drowned out by the chatter behind Karai, but she knew by the mothers body language.

She was curious… How come her parents hadn’t given her any siblings? It’s obvious it was possible to have multiple children- even if Karai didn’t know how, it was something that could happen.

Was it hard? How come only big people could have children? Was it something you granted over time? Like a drivers license? Why haven’t her parents given her the thing she so dreamed of having: A baby brother.

She only felt more confused, her small brain so capable of understanding things not many her age could grasp- yet she had so little to go off from that, and that frustrated her.

Before she could let her little mind wander even more, someone picked up the crate she had hidden herself behind, yelping a little and pulling herself away quickly, stepping back nervously. But in doing so, she found herself falling back into the crowd, but this time she wasn’t on alert, causing her to panic as she bumped into random figures, all looking to her confused.

Karai whimpered, anxiously, trying to get away from the bodies, but found herself trapped. She tried her best to keep in mind her mothers words to make sure people could make way for you: “Excuse me, Pardon,” but she was finding it difficult when her fear made her lose her voice, only speaking above a whisper.

“Woah now!” Karai was suddenly grabbed by the rim on her shell, lifting her up into the air like you would the scruff of a kitten. She curled reflexively, blinking in surprise before she was met with the dark blue eyes of a familiar face.

“Uncle Leo!” She exclaimed, looking at the Red slider, who looked back with a smile, chuckling a bit. She reached her arms out to him, allowing Leo to pull her close and place her atop his shoulder, in return Karai hugged atop his forehead to keep herself in place.

“What are you doing down here by yourself?” He asked, glancing up at her. “Shouldn’t your mom or old man be keeping an eye on you?”

Karai almost didn’t hear him, looking around the place at her new height, she couldn’t wait to be bigger. She looked at her uncle once more, seeing him awaiting an answer. “I wanted to find you before you went to the meeting with my uncles and dad, and Aunt April.”

“Ah, I see.” He nodded with a hum, clicking his tongue as he looked back to where he was walking, giving a few comments to some of the folks working or building. “I was actually going to grab some food from the rations, wanna join?” He asked, turning a corner, causing Karai to wrap fully around his head, shielding his vision for a second. “Erm- Karai, can’t see.” He spoke, moving an arm out in front of him to feel around for anything he could crash into.

“Oh! Sorry!” She squeaked, letting him go and just holding his bandana tails, braiding them, and twisting them in her small fingers, keeping her occupied and distracted. “I guess, I’m kinda hungry anyway…”

The coy tone in her voice caused Leo to quirk a brow, a small smirk forming on his lips. “You came down here just for the reason, didn’t you?” The teasing tone in his voice caused Karai to freeze, looking around nervously, before finally breaking. “Don’t tell my mom! I just wanted to steal a small snack before dinner.” She whispered into his ear, cupping her hand over so no one else could hear.

Leo played along, nodding while giving her a salute. “Cross my heart, your secrets safe with me, Lieutenant.”

He earned a giggle, Karai gently kicking her legs and holding her stuffy close to her, resting her head atop of it. She saw the ration area at the end of the hall, seeing a few people walking in and out, carrying sacks or baskets alike. Leonardo said a few hello’s and farewells, stepping inside and shutting the mechanical door behind him, sighing whilst placing Karai onto a barrel and looking around for a snack.

“So, what’s on your mind?” Leo asked, as if he read her thoughts… But it was just Karai wasn’t the best at hiding her feelings. She shifted in her seat, looking down at her feet with an upset look. “I’m sad.” She stated bluntly, her tone not really implicating that, but Leo nodded, holding two apples in his hands, handing one to Karai and taking a bite out of the other.

“Go on.” He said, his voice muffled from his full mouth. He took a seat next to her, the barrel he sat on creaking underneath him.

“I want a baby brother.” She said even more bluntly, looking up at Leo with a dead stare. The statement caught Leonardo slightly off guard, inhaling a bit of apple, and beginning to cough, harshly patting his chest hunching over just a bit. “Aw, that’s… Sweet.” He wheezed, his coughing fit ceasing for a moment.

Clearing his throat of any more food he might still have lodged in it, Leo awaited Karai to continue. Tossing aside the choking situation, Karai hugged her knees as far as she could to her chest, having her stuffy squished between her.

“But I don’t get it, how come they haven’t made me one? Is it hard?” She asked innocently, looking at Leo. Her brows furrowed a bit, tilting her head. “A-are you still choking? Your face is red!” She exclaimed nervously.

But he was far from choking, Leo put a hand to his mouth, trying to hide the giant smile on his face, large frame shaking as he tried desperately to keep in his laughter. He contained himself, taking in a shaky sigh as he rested his hands on his knees. “Well, to get your dad to make one? probably.” He said, playfully, rolled his eyes.

“Oh.” Karai said, sounding disappointed, looking back at the ground with her lips formed into a tight line. She glanced at him from her side view, seeing he was still eating his apple, I’ll be just a bit careful in case another question catches him off guard.

“How are babies made, Uncle Leo?” She questioned, looking down at her boots and kicking them together. Leo inhaled, leaning back against the wall, looking away from Karai as he tried to think of something to say.

He just shrugged, biting into the apple once more. “Well for one, it takes two people to make one… Two BIG and RESPONSIBLE people.” He added, opening one eye to look at her, seeing she was all ears. “Actually, mostly the mama does the making- but the dad helps too.” He explained, making Karai look at him in shock.

“You mean Mama made me all by herself? I thought Papa was the one that built and made things.” She just looked more confused- she’d never seen her mother as the crafty type like her dad.

“Oh, I’m sure your mom handled most things when it came to making you.” He muttered quietly, so much so Karai just furrowed her brows, wondering what he meant. “…You’ll get it when you’re older.” He waved her off nervously looking away while whistling.

So, it was obviously not the full answer Karai wanted, but she’d probably have to ask more about it with her parents. She looked at the apple she had placed into her lap, picking it up and raising it to her mouth, taking a bite.

“Thank you, Uncle Leo!” The girl spoke, her mouth full so it came out a bit hard to hear.

“Hey, don’t eat with your mouth full.” Leo scolded- he himself taking a bite of his now finished apple whilst speaking.

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“Well, that wasn’t a complete disaster.” Tamsin stated, pushing the button to allow her inside their home, being met with the sight of the empty kitchen- sighed tiredly, rubbing her head.

“Really? I think we totally blew it.” Donnie stated blatantly, tying his long, black, lab coat around his waist with a shrug, brown eyes glancing up to be met with Tamsin looking back at him with a dirty glare, making him blink stupidly. “What?”

She rolled her eyes, leaning against the counter and tilting her head up, closing her eyes as she tried to recollect her thoughts. The meeting they had just been in was… Tough. Trying to make an alliance with some of the rogue foot that had spread across the United States, and were living off pretty well- but they needed just as much protection from the Krang as the rebellion did.

If Tamsin knew how stubborn Foot Soldiers would be- she would’ve asked Cass to tag along, but alas, the woman was stuck on babysitting duty, watching Casey and Karai.

The meeting only got worse when Leo decided to step in, being just the tiniest bit late, and Raph got on his case… Right in front of the very upset soldiers who’d rather be doing more important things than having some civil meeting.

“You know what? You’re completely right.” Tamsin said out loud, remembering everything.

Donnie looked off to the side, feeling just a bit guilty for his remark, now sensing he could’ve been a bit softer on the subject, but it was too late for that now. He slowly stepped to her side, taking the same position she did. “Hey now, at least they didn’t start throwing chairs.” He Tried to joke, nudging her side with a small smile.

“Close.” Tamsin remarked, her head coming back down to look at Donnie, who’s already small smile faded, placing a hand to his chin while he hummed. “Fair point.”

Tamsin’s gaze was brought away when she heard the sound of small footsteps entering the kitchen, seeing a bright purple bow peeking over the table. She smiled softly- with just a hint of exhaustion, but she lifted herself from the counter and stepped over to the table.

She pressed her hands onto the surface, leaning over to see Karai, who looked back up at the figure’s shadow looming over her.

“Hey, K.” Tamsin spoke happily. “Why don’t you come out here where me and dad can see you?” She motioned her head off to the side where Karai would be out of the way of the table, and in front of her parents.

Karai nodded quickly, walking over to the spot, seeing Donnie had already been fully standing, arms crossed over his plastron as Tamsin made her way to his side, hands on her hips. “What’cha need, hun?” She asked, tilting her head slightly a smile on her features.

Karai stayed quiet for a second, taking a deep breath before looking up to her parents with a determined look.

“Mom. Dad… I want you to make me a baby brother.”

Tamsin and Donnie’s eyes both widen in unison, Tamsin pursed her lips unsurely, Donnie just froze. They shared one exchanged look through the awkward silence, feeling Karai’s gaze burning holes into their foreheads.

“Uh- honey,” Tamsin cleared throat, giving an awkward grin, getting on one knee to be at Karai’s height. “What made you think that? Why do you want a little brother?”

“Because I’m lonely.” Karai explained, causing Tamsin’s smile to falter a bit, brows furrowing. “All the other kids living with us have siblings, so why haven’t you and papa made me one?” The tone in her voice quieted, grip on her stuffy tightening as she looked at the ground.

This felt all too familiar to Tamsin, in fact, it was as if she was looking at a miniature her, seeing herself all those years before. She remembered coming to her parents ever since she could talk and would beg for a sibling, but alas they were too busy with work to even take care of their only daughter.

She felt a pang in her chest, wishing she could somehow answer Karai, give her a valuable reason why they couldn’t give her a sibling… But why were the only words that came to her the same her parents told her years and years before: “We’re too busy for that.”

Tamsin opened her mouth to speak, only a mere stutter until Donnie got onto a knee right next to her, putting an arm around Tam’s shoulders. “Karai. Another sibling is a big responsibility and a lot of work for me and your mother.”

Karai wasn’t buying, frowning deeper as she scooted closer to Donnie. Tugging on his lab coat. “B-but… How come?”

Oh shit, puppy dog eyes. Donnie… Wasn’t the best a refusing them, let alone when he could just tell Karai wanted a better argument than her question, but she was just Four Years Old, it’s all she had. His lips formed a tight line, taking in a harsh breath through his nose- taking a minute to regain himself from the big, dough eyes his daughter was giving him.

“Well, it’s a long talk we’ll have to consider when you’re a bit older, and the choice is something me and your mother will have to look into more.” Donnie finally stated, placing a hand atop her head. “Understand?” His tone grew soft, leaning in a bit more to look at Karai’s face, which she hid upsettably in behind her stuffy.

“So… What you’re saying is… Maybe?” She asked, peeking once more to see her fathers face. Donnie thought for a second but gave curt nod. “I suppose.”

Karai sighed a bit, moving her stuffy to being holding it at her side. “Okay then… Maybe it is.” She huffed, but she got her answer, so she wasn’t too upset anymore, giving a kiss to Donnie’s snout and hurrying away.

“Make sure to check in with your Aunt Cass!” Donnie called out to her, lifting himself up off his knee, looking to Tamsin. He held out his hand to her, she gladly took it, hoisting herself up. Donnie gave a nervous chuckle, rubbing the back of his neck shyly. “Well, I guess we should’ve expected that question sooner or later. I just didn’t think the sooner would be-“

“Did you mean it?”

The question caught Donnie off guard, hand hesitantly pulling away from his neck as he gave her a look of confusion. She played with the trinkets on her necklace, looking at them to avoid any eye contact with Don- which would be a habit she had to break at some point.

“What you told Karai… Maybe?” She repeated his words, folding her arms unsurely as she shifted her weight from one leg to the other. “Does that mean that… You’d want to expand on our family… Have more kids?”

“Ah- well-“ Donnie clapped his hands together rubbing them against one another as he tried to think up some way to bring up the one thing he had found hard to discuss with Tam: Babies.

“It’s… Always been something at the back of my mind, growing up with brothers I guess I never got to feel how’d it’d be alone.” Tamsin nodded along to his words, frowning sadly at the ground, rubbing her arm.

“I guess… I feel the same way- about our family.” She replied after a few seconds of silence, watching Donnie’s eyes widen a bit as he awaited intently. “I’ve always wanted to have siblings… And I guess I don’t want to leave Karai in the dark on it like my-“ She cut herself off, biting her lip unsurely.

Donnie’s gaze softened. “Tam, you’re not acting like your parents- we talked to her, gave her our reasonings, and we’re discussing it with one another right now.”

She shook her head in frustration, “I don’t want to be discussing the ‘if we do’ I want to have another child… With you.” Fully realizing the demand she had made, she quickly shut her mouth, turning away nervously as she ran a hand through her hair.

“Oh, I see.” Donnie stuttered out, placing a hand on his hip, tapping his side impatiently. He’d admit he wasn’t expecting that answer- or at least in that form. Drowning in the quiet, he noticed Tam wasn’t gonna turn back any time soon, probably- not until he left the room, he’d bet.

So, he slowly walked to her side, reaching a hand out and placing it on her shoulder.

“Well, let’s just say – in a Hypothetical sense… I felt the same?” He didn’t know why he had the urge to place the ‘hypothetical’ term in his sentence, like some part of him was still unsure what her answer would be, just a small twinge of fear in there keeping him for fully telling her he was ready for what’s to come in their future.

Thankfully however, Tamsin’s head immediately turned to him, swallowing down the lump forming in her throat. “It’s gonna be difficult, you know?”

“I’m a genius, I know everything.” Donnie responded coolly.

“It’s risky expanding our family during these times.”

“Yep.”

“You’re not just saying this to make me happy, are you?”

She was cut off immediately when Donnie placed a hand to the side of her face, pulling her close to him so his other hand found it’s way to her hip. “Bringing another life into our world today is gonna be trial and error… But I’d never want to go through it with anyone but you.”

He then placed a quick peck to her soft lips, wishing to linger on the kiss just a little longer, but he had to ask her one thing. “Will you have another baby with me?” He asked quietly, opening his eyes to see her reaction.

He flinched back, being met with large, green eyes welling up with tears, and yet she was practically beaming, nodding her head so rapidly his hands couldn’t keep her still.

“Yes, yes I will!!!” She squealed, wrapping her arms around his neck, and tackling him.

Donnie stumbled a bit, letting out a grunt as she began to kiss his face all over.

“Woah, woah, woah-! Tam not on the table- not on the kitchen table-!!!”

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(Looks like that little brother is coming sooner than Karai thought 👀)

Oh while I'm here fellas, the Valentine Giveaways have not been finished and are still going till the end of Febuary! So keep an eye out! one might be yours~

just taking a break today to be with my bestest valntine... My sister :D were gonna watch a bunch of cheesy romcoms and eat cookie dough

Maybe I'll draw some fluff to share later IDK-

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hypocriticaltypwriter · 2 years ago

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"A Bitter-Sweet Farewell."

❀ꗥ～ꗥ❀💜 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭, 𝐲𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤, 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑 (𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐲) 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍-𝐈'𝐦 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞 :'𝐥 𝐄𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲!! 💜❀ꗥ～ꗥ❀

Donnie’s hands nimbly grabbed the tools from off his work desk, not even sparing a chance to set them neatly into his large satchel and tossing the objects into the leather, the loud noise of metal clashing together in response.

Half of his entire desk and workshop was… Gone. All packed into bags and sent off to the on the package shuttles, heading to the destination he had packed for… He could only hope it’d show up unscathed or completely left behind for Krang to infest. His fingers tapped impatiently against the metal desk, finding himself lost of things he could busy himself with.

Strange. Donnie didn’t want to think at the moment. He didn’t want the time to. He didn’t want to register what was going on, to process what was happening. He wasn’t ready to.He swallowed down the lump forming in his throat, eyes wandering desperately to find just one thing he could pack away-

“Dee?”

Donatello visibly jumped, taking a full spin to see who called out to him, leaning half-hazardly against the desk. April stood in the doorway, arms folded tightly over her chest with a lost look in her eyes, brows furrowed with a gleam of sadness in them, but it wasn’t for herself, it was one emotion Donnie had come to recognize and consider: Sympathy. Guilt. Perhaps both.

“Are you ready for this?” She asked him, taking a step away from the doorway and toward him, her voice a bit quieter than earlier. Donnie fixated his visor on his snout, looking down at his wristband as his face quickly morphed back into a stoic, neutral state.

“Of course I am. I’ve made sure to communicate with the Rebel Foot and they’ve assured our travels should be clear of any Krang. As long as we keep on that route till we reach the safety shuttle in Chicago, we’ll reach Nevada by next Tuesday.” Donnie allowed a projected image of the map he had traced out to pop up as a hologram from his wristband lit up the room in a dim light.

“If we leave early tomorrow, we’ll make it by at least three-thirty The-“

“Donnie. I’m not talking about the travel.”

As soon as the words left Aprils mouth, Donnie froze, fingers quickly typing stopping in their tracks, he felt as if a spotlight was placed right on him, showing every feature on his face that indicated he was scared. He tried desperately to hide it.

“We… Haven’t talked since last night about it.” He moved his gaze away from April and down to his feet, allowing the arm he held out to fall limp to his side. “She refuses to even look at me.” He felt a tightening feeling around his chest as he remembered the talk he had had with his wife the other night.

His fists tightened at his sides, as he clenched and unclenched his jaw, possibly pondering his next words to say. “I… I’m trying to understand what she’s going through- how this all seems from her point of view. But even I thought Tam’d know why we have to do this, why I have to leave.”

April hummed a bit, pondering her next words as she studied the frustration on Donnie’s face. “How would you feel if it was Tam leaving for nearly three years to work on this protective shield.” She shifted, moving her hands to her hips as she raised a brow at the reverse hypothetical.

“You don’t think I feel the same way even if it’s me? The one leaving?” Donnie argued back, finally looking back up to April, challenging her with the exact look. She nodded, pursing her lips as she re-thought his words. “Fair point.”

And then there was silence. It wasn’t awkward, but it wasn’t peaceful either. Donnie stared back at April as she did the same, waiting for who would make the move to speak, rather it be an order, a statement, or sparing words of farewell till morn.

Donnie noticed behind her gleaming glasses, April’s eyes looked tired, red, puffy, she didn’t even bother to hide the tear stains that had faded into her dark skin. He knew exactly who she shared those tears with, the tightening in his chest just worsening, like any more of this- odd feeling would burst his ribs.

He heaved out a sigh, breaking eye contact this time. “Where is she?” he ordered, pushing gently aside April to find where Tamsin had run off to hide. “Kitchen.” April responded just as stern, rubbing her arm as she stepped away making room for Donnie to exit, while she stared in the half empty lab, gaze lingering.

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The vigorous noise of slamming cupboards and harsh chopping got louder as Donnie headed toward the kitchen, peeking inside (I’ll admit just a bit nervous,) seeing if his presence would be sensed by the busying figure stomping around the area- cooking? Maybe, but the softshell assumed she was doing the exact same thing he was earlier: Busying herself so she wouldn’t have to think.

“Tamsin?” Donatello said, leaning on the doorframe with his arms folded, the sound of his voice and clothing shifting didn’t effect Tamsin, still chopping away with her back toward him.

“What.” She snapped, a venom in her voice he had yet to hear- at least when it was aimed directly toward him. He shifted, frowning slightly his hands tightened their grip on his arms.

“Wanna talk about it?” He asked, not any venom in his voice in return to her tone- but he was close.

“There’s nothing to talk about.” Tamsin replied coldly, the chopping getting louder and quicker. Donnie’s brows furrowed, lifting himself from where he was leaning, stepping fully into the kitchen.

“We’re not starting that in our relationship.” He spoke bluntly, hands now going to his hips as he studied her from behind. “Talk to me.” His tone went a bit soft, but he still sounded demanding.

He’ll admit he jumped just a little bit when Tamsin slammed the knife down harshly onto the cutting board, turning around to face him while she tightly gripped the counter behind her. She looked exhausted, like the moment she heard the news of Donnie having to leave she didn’t even get a blink of sleep.

She stared back at him with such fury he’d only ever seen the time they were visiting Big Mama’s with Maggie when she was born five months ago. She visible gritted her teeth, mouth closed tightly as it shifted side to side on her face. “You wanna talk. Fine. Let’s talk.”

She pushed herself from the counter, taking steps toward Donnie, who still stood his ground, waiting to hear her in the heat of the moment, awaiting what was to come with all this pent-up rage.

“I’m sorry I’ve been a little moody. I just found out I’m losing my husband to some- work in Nevada and the next thing I know I will have no contact with the love of my life, no help with the kids, and no support for three years… For three years of no support with Karai, Jeri, Davi, the twins.”

Tamsin counted down the reasons on her fingers, taking every slow step toward him with each of her reasons, the sarcasm in her voice was thick you could see it.

“Tam, these people need me, April, and the others joining us for our travel. You know this.” Donnie argued back, his finger tapping anxiously against his side as Tamsin watched him- like he was some kind of prey and any bad move or sentence she’d just tackle him.

“My tech will save others, people who need it. For once in years, I’ll be needed, I’ll be able to not feel useless, I’ll help them- I’ll be who I was meant to be.”

Uh oh. He said something wrong. “Useless?” Tamry repeated, almost in shock, eyes wide before it morphed back into utter rage, probably more than before. “Useless!?” She was this close to having her voice fully raised, throwing her hands up in defeat, bewilderment as she scoffed at him.

“Is that all our family has been? Useless? Our children are useless to you? Hm?!”

Finally realizing what he said, Donnie blinked stupidly, waving his hands, and shaking his head furiously. “What?! No, Tam, I didn’t mean it like that, you know I didn’t.” He responded with frustration, rubbing his forehead tiredly.

“Then how did you mean it? Tell me, Donnie.” She stepped toward him; her voice threateningly low. “Tell. Me. What. You. Meant.”

They were chest to chest at this point, faces a few inches away from one another. Donnie stared back with the same fury bubbling up inside him now, green eyes glued to brown… God he loved those stupid, pretty eyes- and here they were unblinking at him with hatred.

He clicked his tongue, staring glowering. “I’m meant to protect people- including my family. And I do that with my tech. And if I don’t solve this issue in Nevada, then I won’t be able to discover a way to fix the issues here.”

As he spoke, he pointed his finger to the ground, like he was demanding something, every word he repointed harshly.

“Can’t you understand that your family might need you here? I can’t do this alone!” Tamsin remarked, throwing her arms out to the side to motion around the place. “I’m not ready!”

“Do you think I am?!” Donnie yelled in return, moving his hand to place it on his chest. The look on his face was a mix of anger and fear- something Tamsin had yet to ever see mixed in one look. “Did you ever consider I don’t want to leave? I don’t want to leave you or the kids, or my brothers!"

It went silent for a minute, Tamsin’s eyes darting across his face, opening her mouth to say something, but pausing- stuttering, closing it and opening it back and forth. She was lost.It ended with her scoffing, turning back to him, and walking to the kitchen counter again, turning her back to him as she looked down, away from him.

Donatello fixed his posture, hands to his sides, fist clenched as he took in a deep breath, closing his eyes to regain himself. “I don’t know what you want me to do. The things I can do, you refuse to put any faith into me. Tam, you need to understand these people need m-“

“I’m not mad that people need your need you, I’m mad that you NEVER ONCE ASKED ME IF I NEEDED YOU!” Tamsin screamed, turning back to him. Donnie took a step back, alarm stabbed right into his gut, followed by an insane wave of worry.

Thick tears streamed down Tamsin’s face, more threatening to fall as she tried to keep them in. Her lower lip trembled visibly, as well as her body. “Ever since you found out about this mission a week ago I’ve never been told how I felt abut you leaving… Do you care what happens? What you’ll miss?”

She choked out before her words were cut off by a sharp inhale, trying to keep in a sob. Donnie stayed quiet, swallowing thickly while he felt his heart pound against his chest, slow breathing to keep himself from just doubling over in guilt.

“Our own newborn daughter will not spend the first few years of her life with her father. You’ll miss so much… Do you know how helpless I feel? I can’t do anything to stop you.” She blinked away a few more tears, before harshly wiping them away, leaving her nose and cheeks bright red from the harsh swiping. “And knowing you can’t either, I…” She stopped, looking back at him once more, before visibly deflated, shoulders relaxing as she looked to the second exit of the kitchen. “You wanted me to talk, and I have. I’m done. I’m going to bed.” Her voice sounded hollow, storming away and out the the kitchen, leaving Donnie standing and hearing her scream echo in his head repeatedly.

The tightening over his chest only worsened, the lump in his throat ached as his face morphed, a soured frown and he blinked away the sight of her that seemed to be burned into his eyelids. He fucked up, didn’t he? Not his actions in helping others, he knew now she didn’t mean that. He fucked up in hearing her, even if it wasn’t obvious, he should’ve known. Goddammit why was it so hard for him to understand?

He slowly craned his neck to the side, looking over his shoulder defeated. “Karai, you can come out now.” He spoke dryly, brows furrowed in a saddened expression. He was met with a few seconds of silence, until the light purple masked soft shell’s eyes peeked from behind the corner bashfully, fully stepping out and standing guiltily in the doorway, the sight looked familiar to Donnie from a few minutes before.

“Why was mama yelling at you?” The nine-year-old asked innocently, seeming a bit anxious for an answer. “You both sound awful mad.”

Donatello felt a slight pang of guilt pull at his heartstrings, face softening as he shifted himself to turn to her. He sighed quietly, bending down on one knee to get to her height, bringing his hand up to usher her closer.

The girl quickly waddled toward him, standing a bit of a ways from him, but enough for Donnie to place a firm hand on her shoulder. “We’re not mad, we’ve just… Made the mistake of not communicating with each other enough.” He admitted to his daughter, knowing she may not grasp it as much as she would if she were a bit older, but it was enough for her to know nothing risky was happening between her parents relationship, causing her to relax a bit.

“You know how Dad has to leave for a long time to help some people really far away?” He asked Karai, watching her nod along to his statement, a bit of her own sadness now apparent once he brought it up. “Well... I kind of struggled explaining that to your mother, and we didn’t speak to each other as kindly as we wished.”

Karai nodded slowly now, looking at her hands that she fumbled with nervously. “Papa… Will you be mad at me if I feel like mama?”

The words caught him off guard, gaze softening as he watched Karai’s bottom lip tremble, and eyes gloss over ever so slightly.He moved his hand hesitantly, placing it to the side of her face while shushing her softly. “No, Karai. I won’t be.”

“Okay… Cause I don’t want you to leave either.” As soon as she could finish the sentence, she let out a wail, immediately wrapping her small arounds around Donnie’s neck, hiding her face in his shoulder as she cried.

Oh, he was mere seconds away from just falling apart, quickly wrapping his arms around her as he rubbed her shell gently for comfort, trying his best to calm the girl down, but he knew it would all be in vain.

“Me too, K… Me too.” Is all he could say without crying, and even then his voice had a waver in it. He carefully pulled her away, cupping her face while she sniffled, eyes now puffy while keeping in anymore sobs so she could let her poor father speak.

“You know how everyone has mommies and daddies, right?” He asked her, earning a small nod. “You know how much they love their babies as much as me and mommy love you and your siblings?”

Again, a nod, but Karai’s brows were furrowed in slight confusion. “Well, out in Nevada, there are families there, and their just like us. But they don’t have any protection from the Krang like we do, and those families could lose their babies, or moms and dads. That’s why I have to go with your Aunt April to help them.”

Karai took in the words, watching Donnie’s facial expression change as he watched her for reaction. “Because I know it seems hard for me to express it, but Papa really cares about those people, now that he has a family of his own, he understands that constant state of fear, and he wants to make sure he can protect everyone who needs him.”

He saw so much of Tamsin in this moment the way she looked at the ground, brows furrowed, she knew like her mom, he had to leave, and she couldn't do anything.

He tilted her head back up to look at him, eyes softening as he offered his best look of comfort. "Do you understand?" He asked her quietly.

"Yes, papa." She sniffled, wiping her nose with sleeve. Donnie placed his forehead against hers, closing his eyes and sharing a quiet moment with his eldest daughter, inhaling deeply and exhaling, allowing her to follow, copying his actions so she'd calm down.

"I love you, Karai. And I need you to help put your mama as much as you possibly can while I'm gone, okay?"

He felt movement against his forehead, indicating her nodded. "And you know your mother and uncles will be there if you need them too, right?"

"Mhm." She mumbled. He pulled away, rubbing her head gently with a warm smile on his face. "I'm so proud of you. You're braver than your old man right now, I'm just a total coward compared to you."

He earned a giggle, lifting her head up, Karai returned the smile. He stood up, groaning a bit at the small pop from his joints.

"Time for sleep. I'll be in to tuck you in and your siblings into bed before you know it."

"Yessir." Karai responded, rubbing her puffy, but now tired eyes giving once last hug to her dad's side before walking away, leaving Donnie in the room alone once again... At least he thought he was alone.

Tamsin stood in the hall, barely peeking out from into the kitchen. She heard everything, her daughter crying, the soft moment shared between them, and Donatellos words.

He spoke so kindly to Karai, said exactly what he meant to say to Tam, and she was so blinded by anger to give him the time to say it.

The crushing weight of everything finally came crushing down on her, placing her hands over her mouth to try and keep in any more emotions just waiting for her to let her guard down.

She knew she messed up. Bad. And she had to talk to her husband as soon as possible.

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Soft snores filled the crowded room of children, all sharing the small space making Donnie feel just the littlest bit bad. Noted he'd make extra rooms as soon as he returned.

The room was dimly lit by a purple nightlight in the wall, all the children sleeping in a large turtle-pile on top of the mattress with blankets swaddled around each little sleeping bodies.

He crept inside, seeing Karai had already crashed on her small makeshift bed against the mattress, hand atop it to hold one of the twins small hands.

He felt his jaw tighten at the sight. It'd be like last time he'd see them for three years. The moment he shared with Karai would be the last time he ever heard her cry, laugh, he'd see her smile, pout.

Itd be the last time he'd come say goodnight to his children in what felt like wpuld be an eternity, his sweet boys he was so proud of, who would grow to be the greatest creations of his life.

He got onto his knees, hunching over and placing a kiss to each of their foreheads, trying to keep in laughs at their reactions, a bitter sweet chuckle wanting to so badly be freed from his throat.

Jeremiah simply nuzzled deeper into his pajama sleeve. David scrunched up his nose with a pout on his face. And he had to pull away swiftly before any of the twins latched right onto him, then he'd never be e able to leave...

How he wished he could to that.

And Karai, she must be forgotten to take off her bandana, he carefully took the chance to pull it off her hear gently, in the process cupping her face.

Some weird stinging sensation started in his eyes, trying to blink it away as best he could, he sucked in his bottom lip, trying to keep it from trembling.

He shakily placed his lips to her forehead, pulling away to see her face had relaxed even more than before. Acceptance.

He fought desperately to turn himself toward the crip where his newborn Maggie slept soundly, unaware of what was happening-of who her dad would be, she'd never know who he was.

Hs stepped closer, vision blurring, heart beating loudly. She'd only have stories, pictures of him, she'd never heard his voice, unless it was video logs.

A quiet sob escaped, wracking through his entire body as the dam in his eyes nearly broke.

She'd never feel his embrace, he'd never hold her small body that merely fit in the palms of his two own hands.

He looked in the crib. The tears practically poured from his eyes, catching him by alarm for only a mere second, but then he could care less. There was no point anymore.

They fell onto her purple blanket, thankfully missing her small face and risking waking her up and half of the house. She was so small, he couldn't lean over and kiss her, only place his hand into the crib, placing his finger against her small palm, watching her instinctly wrap her tiny fingers around his one large one.

That was it. It was it a long time ago, from the second he got the news he'd have to basically abandon his new family, never be able to see them until his own eldest was practically a teen... He wasn't ready, he felt like throwing a tantrum like a toddler would when they didn't want to leave a toy shop.

Silly, I know, but it was truly how he felt in that moment.

He pulled away from Magdeline's small iron grip, watching her chubby arm curl back into the warmth of her blanket.

“Our own newborn daughter will not spend the first few years of her life with her father."

The words echoed in his empty mind, the only thought that seemed to replay every second while he watched the young softshell. She was unaware. She'd be unaware of his existence, and he could do nothing to stop it.

He bit down hard on his bottom lip, trying to keep in any more of these tiring emotions. It'd never hit him this hard before, he felt like he was seeing his entire life being thrown away, he felt vulnerable. He never had and he never wanted to ever again.

Why now? Why couldn't he show how much love and heartbreak he was truly going through earlier? Days, years ago even! Why was it now he was able to show how he truly felt inside, when it'd be the last?

He couldn't take it. He pulled himself away from the crib- it felt like he was trying to pry his own self from a Krang Bio growth he struggled so hard against some unknown force to leave.

Stepping to the door, he took one final look back, one final sight of his children all sleeping soundly, all knowing what was to come, and yet, they were probably stronger than him in that moment.

And After this "final glance" which was a wopping five minutes, closed the door.

Wiping away the fresh tears bitterly, still keeping his lips shut tight as to not let another sob escape on his watch, he trudged toward his room, his feet feeling as if they weighed thousands of pounds.

He had to get some sleep at least- to be fair it'd probably be mere hours of sleep, the rest filled with him and his thoughts.

His hand hovered on the button to open the mechanical door, hoping to whatever above he didn't look as awful as he felt. Yet he had no energy at the moment to fix his appearance.

As soon as the door swiftly opened, he was met the the sight of Tamsin sitting criss-cross legged on the bed. Her eyes immediately glanced up, widening. She scrambled up, pushing away a box of what Donnie assumed was old family photos.

"I..." She tried to fix her messy hair, standing awkwardly against the bed, hands folded behind her back. "Think we should talk. Really talk." She sounded ashamed, looking to the side at the boxed photos.

Donnie's hand slid down the doorway, frowning even more than before. "Tam, you don't have to-"

"I do, though!" She whispered, looking back up to him. "I heard what Karai and you were talking about... Donnie I should've known what you meant."

She ran a hand through her hair, beginning to pace. "I should've understood that you're going through just as much trial as the rest of us- maybe even more."

"Tam-" Donnie was quickly cut off.

"I know you have a hard time with emotions, but that doesn't meant they aren't there, and I completely threw that away with you."

"Tamsin, let me just-"

"No!" She stopped, turned away from him, but she could sense how close he had gotten already "Cause you're going to say sorry and you shouldn't have to- I should."

She felt her face get hot, her eyes burn and her breathing quicken, vision blurring already.

"I think we both need to say sorry." She felt gentle hands slowly wrap around her waist, snaking his arms to pull her into some kind of hug. "I don't want to leave knowing we fought as our last time together."

He felt her almost crumble in his hold, she felt so fragile- like one move and she would shatter like porcelain.

"So will you look at me so we can apologize?"

She stayed silent, Donnie frowning further more. "Tam, please." He pleaded, fighting the urge to just turn her around himself.

She shook her head. "I don't want to." Her voice came out frail.

"Look at me." He whispered, pulling her closer to him, feeling her hands tightly grab his where they laid against her sides.

"I can't." She choked, her body shaking against his own. His brows furrowed, hold tightening a bit. "Why?"

"Because it'll be my last memory if you."

The tears fell. Soaking her already damp sleeve. She was getting so sick and tired of crying already three times this day, the last two over such silly things.

His arms left her sides for a moment, making her believe he was leaving for bed, she then felt his hands grab her shoulders, pulling her around to fully face him.

She didn't have time to bow her head, immediately making eye contact with him, and it destroyed her.

Donnie had a smile on his face, he tried to hide what he had felt and what he was currently feeling, but tears streamed down his face, making Tamsin gasp.

"Oh, Donnie," She cried just as much, she was just as broken about him leaving as much as he was going. She wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly. "I'm so sorry." She cried.

Donnie hugged back tightly, and that was Tamsin's Cue to just fall apart. She fell limp against him, causing Donnie to slowly fall to his knees, still holding her with his head buried into her shoulder, hands clutching desperately at her sweater.

"I'm sorry too. Im more sorry than you can imagine." His voice stated, muffled, but she heard it. "But I love you even more."

They stayed like that for a while, holding each other in their arms for what felt like hours, but they wished was eternity. Donnie felt as if he let her go she'd be gone. Like if he pulled away he'd be on that shuttle to Nevada, and this was all some dream.

Hed have to leave eventually, he knew he did. But for now, he just wanted to be held by his wife one final time.

Just One Final Time.

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sun gleamed through the torn curtain, landing straight on Tamsin’s eyes. She winced away, groaning tiredly as she rubbed her burning eyes.

Her throat felt dry, and her nose was stuffy, like one would feel if you were sick. But she knew why she felt like this, she just needed a bit to finally realize it.

Her arm felt onto the other side of the best, feeling for a figure.

She was met with nothing, just cold sheets of someone having left hours ago. Her eyes fluttered open, quickly lifting herself up to see.

He had left. He was now truly gone.

She stared at the empty beside for a while, trying to zone out in wallowing thoughts as her heart ached almost unbearably. They had made amends, so why did she feel so betrayed?

Why did she feel her whole life was ripped away from her in an instant snap of the finger. Who took it away, and when will she get it back?

"Mama?" The meek voice brought her back to reality quickly, looking toward the opened door. Karai stood there, with her siblings all behind her, waiting for something of their mother.

Karais eyes looked around desperately, the look on her face got Tam choked up already. Karai finally looked back at her mom, eyes gleaming.

"Did he really leave?"

Tamry didn't want to answer. She didn't want to say it, she didn't even want to think it because she knew it was true, her kids knew it was true, but something about hearing someone say it has truly happened causes a world to fall into despair.

She just slowly opened her arms, motioning for Karai and the other kids to come see her.

Karai waisted no time, letting out a small whimper before running right toward her, jumping onto the bed and hugging her mother tightly.

The other children followed right along- but there crying wasn't as kept quiet as Karai was. They may have had a difficult time understanding exactly why they were sad, but mom and big sister was crying, so something not good had happened.

She held all her children close, placing her head atop Karais carefully, rubbing as many little backs as she could to bring some comfort she too had a hard time feeling in that moment.

This would be a long three years... For the both of them.

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HHNNNGHGN this hurt to write- but I'm also a crybaby so let me know if this hit any of you in the feels. I'm also a psychopath who loves destroying mine and other people's sad feelings :')

So, Donnie has left, and he isn't gonna be back for a LOOOONG time... I'm gonna be waiting a while/putting a pause until part 2 of this story to open up my ask box to anyone wanting to ask questions!

Like, what's gonna happen? what you think will happen? how is everyone taking it? what's everyone currently doing while Don's gone? all those things, so if you have any questions, please ask! I'd love to hear from yall and TYSM for reading~!!! 💜💜

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